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It's a Friday night, and along with the piles of homework yet to be done I have a bit of free time stretching ahead of me screaming write something!
So. The last time I asked someone randomly for a request, my Lucifer-Jesus-Judas fic happened. I'm hoping I can turn out something as surprisingly satisfying this time.
Challenges? Requests? Please? I might not write them all, I might pick and choose from between ideas. But anything you drop here will be taken into consideration.
schiarire and I are giddy with our own...giddiness.
Fahye says:
*attacks* You live! I was beginning to think some sort of nuclear accident had knocked out America. Or possibly I'm just online at crap times
Jonah says:
I suspect it is the latter.
Actually, America was destroyed in political conflict. I speak to you from beyond the grave.
Fahye says:
oooh. exciting. do tell. are there harps?
Fahye says:
or possibly glockenspiels? I've always liked glocks
Jonah says:
No.
Only kazoos.
Fahye says:
humph. I shall protest
Jonah says:
Revolution in heaven!
Jonah says:
To arms!
Fahye says:
Oh, I know where this is going. *sighs and dons Rebel Angel hat*
Jonah says:
Hee!
Jonah says:
*dons red coat* I'm only in this because I'm drunk. Obviously.
Jonah says:
*staggers vaguely rebelwards*
Fahye says:
*looks disapproving* You do not believe in the true ideals of The Revolution!
Jonah says:
Revolution schmevolution!
Fahye says:
Apathetic fool!
Jonah says:
I cower!
Fahye says:
*is enjolras leik wo*
Fahye says:
(Oh, God. Enjolras and Lucifer discussing the finer points of leading a revolution. My mind hurts.)
Jonah says:
(I want it to happen! Make it happen!)
Jonah says:
Do not hurt me. Pro amore mortuus sum!
Ummm mortua?
Fahye says:
*is true child of the streets/people and thus has no classical education*
*so there*
Jonah says:
I sold my summer vacations for mine. *sad*
Jonah says:
But the Romans are Revolutionary heros!
Fahye says:
I admire their ideals. Education is for the weak! Notice complete parallels with actual real life feelings at this particular moment in time!
Jonah says:
*agrees with parallels. so much.*
Ideals? they were whoooooooooooooores.
Fahye says:
Whores with ideals!
Fahye says:
*points at, um, Billy!*
Jonah says:
All hail Billy, who shall be Brutus hereafter!
Fahye says:
Lucifer: *is Cassio*
Fahye says:
*who is BIGGER whore*
Jonah says:
Ooooh dem's fighting words!
On the table both of them!
Fahye says:
And I'm going to stop there before my brain starts eqauting Hob with Calpurnia oops too late
Jonah says:
HAHAHAHAHA.
Fahye says:
I BLAME YOU
Fahye says:
YOU BROUGHT UP THE ROMANS
Jonah says:
WELL YOU BROUGHT UP
...
Oh, wait. XD
Fahye says:
Uh huh. Precisely
So. The last time I asked someone randomly for a request, my Lucifer-Jesus-Judas fic happened. I'm hoping I can turn out something as surprisingly satisfying this time.
Challenges? Requests? Please? I might not write them all, I might pick and choose from between ideas. But anything you drop here will be taken into consideration.
Fahye says:
*attacks* You live! I was beginning to think some sort of nuclear accident had knocked out America. Or possibly I'm just online at crap times
Jonah says:
I suspect it is the latter.
Actually, America was destroyed in political conflict. I speak to you from beyond the grave.
Fahye says:
oooh. exciting. do tell. are there harps?
Fahye says:
or possibly glockenspiels? I've always liked glocks
Jonah says:
No.
Only kazoos.
Fahye says:
humph. I shall protest
Jonah says:
Revolution in heaven!
Jonah says:
To arms!
Fahye says:
Oh, I know where this is going. *sighs and dons Rebel Angel hat*
Jonah says:
Hee!
Jonah says:
*dons red coat* I'm only in this because I'm drunk. Obviously.
Jonah says:
*staggers vaguely rebelwards*
Fahye says:
*looks disapproving* You do not believe in the true ideals of The Revolution!
Jonah says:
Revolution schmevolution!
Fahye says:
Apathetic fool!
Jonah says:
I cower!
Fahye says:
*is enjolras leik wo*
Fahye says:
(Oh, God. Enjolras and Lucifer discussing the finer points of leading a revolution. My mind hurts.)
Jonah says:
(I want it to happen! Make it happen!)
Jonah says:
Do not hurt me. Pro amore mortuus sum!
Ummm mortua?
Fahye says:
*is true child of the streets/people and thus has no classical education*
*so there*
Jonah says:
I sold my summer vacations for mine. *sad*
Jonah says:
But the Romans are Revolutionary heros!
Fahye says:
I admire their ideals. Education is for the weak! Notice complete parallels with actual real life feelings at this particular moment in time!
Jonah says:
*agrees with parallels. so much.*
Ideals? they were whoooooooooooooores.
Fahye says:
Whores with ideals!
Fahye says:
*points at, um, Billy!*
Jonah says:
All hail Billy, who shall be Brutus hereafter!
Fahye says:
Lucifer: *is Cassio*
Fahye says:
*who is BIGGER whore*
Jonah says:
Ooooh dem's fighting words!
On the table both of them!
Fahye says:
And I'm going to stop there before my brain starts eqauting Hob with Calpurnia oops too late
Jonah says:
HAHAHAHAHA.
Fahye says:
I BLAME YOU
Fahye says:
YOU BROUGHT UP THE ROMANS
Jonah says:
WELL YOU BROUGHT UP
...
Oh, wait. XD
Fahye says:
Uh huh. Precisely

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*considers asking for RP, but thinks she's pushing her luck muchly*
All I can think of at the moment is something to do with the ways to lose a soul (photography, empty photograph-frames that aren't face down) and the parrallel world with the person you see in the mirror.
My mind's a bit odd at the moment.
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Hey...who WOULD be Portia? She's married to Brutus and all...
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AND she kills herself. Very tragic. Maybe Joe. *tries to picture and starts giggling helplessly*
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...hit on in the strictly "Ooh, that sounds familiar!" way. Not actually hitting on literary characters. Because, eek.
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I see Hob as far more Portia anyway. Prettier. Gentler. More tragic.
...how would that even work?
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Though then of course we have the fascinating image of Portia falling for Cassius.
...it wouldn't. Um. Which is the whole point.
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Yeah, I know. I was just trying to think it through.
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Dear sweet darling BB,
Guitar of revolutionary might perhaps not entirely preferrable to dagger.
All the same, is v. hot.
XOXO,
... I CANNOT FINISH WRITING THIS OH MY GOD MY POOR HEAD.
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Stop that.
I needed those brain cells.
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But any vampires, really.
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